More EFY Lovin': #TeamLogan

6/29/2014
The Charmer
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I guess it’s not a true summer of EFY unless you have a
little bit of relationship drama.

Mine all started on Tuesday when a 16-year-old started
concocting schemes in her head. I didn’t realize at the time just how
out-of-control and hilarious these schemes would get.

Like my kids last week, my new batch of teenagers had
already started trying “shipping” my co Melbourne and I by Monday night. (I
learned a new phrase that’s popular among the 14-18 year old crowd: when
someone wants you and another person to hook up, they are “shipping” for you)
Funnily enough, it was mainly the boys this time saying things like, “Oooh,
Charmer, you and Melbourne danced really well together during orientation. I
bet he’d love to dance with you again tomorrow night…”

Now, just FYI, this isn’t another story like last week’s. I
loved my co to death, but neither one of us was interested in each other. We
were totally both in the friend zone….which was PERFECT. No, things in my love
life got interesting when one of my girls Isabelle came to me Tuesday and said,
“Charmer, I really like Melbourne, but the two of you just aren’t right for
each other. I’ve started making a list of other counselors that I think are a
better match.”

This list quickly got narrowed to one counselor in
particular: Logan. Now, technically Logan
wasn’t a counselor; he was a BC. For those of you unfamiliar with EFY lingo,
this means that he was in charge of running a lot of the programs and
behind-the-scenes stuff for the week. He was also kind of a “counselor for the
counselors” and had a group of male counselors that he was in charge of taking
care of during the week. Of course, he just happened to be Melbourne’s BC. When
Isabelle first brought up his name, I didn’t think much of it. Yeah, he was
super cute, but I honestly hadn’t had him or anyone else on my radar at all mainly
because hello, I’d already met the man
of my dreams [Nevada] last week.

Well, Isabelle and a couple of my girls ended up being even
more relentless than my kids last week. When I told them I didn’t even know how
to flirt or talk to boys anymore, they took it upon themselves to help me out.
On Wednesday morning we happened to be the last ones to leave breakfast and as
we left, they noticed him sitting with another BC in the cafeteria. I was
barely out the door when Isabelle grabbed me and said, “We HAVE to go back
inside. This is the perfect opportunity for you to catch Logan’s eye.” We’d
already left, so I told her no way!, but
somehow they managed to convince me to go back under the premise that they had
left something behind. So here I am, accompanied by my two 16-yr-old wingmen,
strutting past where Logan is sitting to grab an imaginary left-behind phone. And
you know what? When I walked by and HE was
the one who looked up an initiated a “Hey!” and friendly wave, it felt good. Really
good.

And from that point on, I didn’t try to shut down Isabelle’s
scheming. I kind of found myself starting to crush on the kid. I didn’t
interact with him as much as I did with Nevada last week, but every time we DID
have an interaction, I was really impressed with him. Because 16-year-olds aren’t
known for keeping secrets, word quickly spread to all of our kids that there
was another man on Mom’s radar. Hilarity ensued within our little “family” of
kids this week as the girls all started to pull for #TeamLogan while the boys
refused to leave #TeamMelbourne. It wasn’t uncommon to hear phrases like, “Mom,
[that’s referring to me], what do you
even SEE in Logan? He’s not my real dad! Isn’t dad [Melbourne] enough for you?”
A personal favorite was when some of the boys started telling Melbourne to ask
me on a date and he said, “Guys, I think she’s interested in someone else.” One
of the boys said to the others, “It’s okay everyone, Mom and Dad are just going
through a rough patch right now.” [You gotta love EFY kids]

But it didn’t end there. I started noticing that Logan actually
did seem a little bit interested. He
always made the effort to say hi and complimented me a few times during the
week. Finally, I started to notice that he would blush every time our company
walked by. Of course, my girls noticed it too, and finally Isabelle decided to
admit, “Charmer, earlier today I went and found Logan and told him that he
should ask you on a date.” Umm….wait a
second….you did WHAT?!? No wonder the poor kid had started blushing. I found out soon after that the blushing wasn’t
only due to Isabelle’s relentless schemes. At Friday during lunch, one of the
female BCs motions me over and asks, “Hey, so do you think Logan is cute?!” My
immediate response was, “Oh my gosh, did my girls talk to you?!” She looked at
me, puzzled. Surprisingly, they hadn’t, and apparently the whole BC team had
independently decided that Logan and I needed to hook up. So after exchanging a
few words with me, I watch helplessly as her and one of the other male BCs walk
over to Logan and let him know that he should definitely be considering a date with me. On Friday night, I found
out that Logan had been approached separately four different times during the week about going on a date with me
by BCs, my girls, our coordinator for the week, and even my co!! They were all in it! The poor kid. I
couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed for him. I would be lucky if he
ever wanted to speak to me again.

Luckily, though this COW story [crush-of-the-week] has a
happy ending. On Friday night at the dance he DID in fact ask me to dance
during the last slow song (usually there are 1 or 2 dances where the DJ calls a
“COUNSELOR DANCE!” and counselors are allowed to dance together.) My girls were
speechless with joy and proceeded to snap pictures of us the whole time. Even
my co Melbourne was jumping up and down and giving me thumbs-up. I’ve got to
admit, I did look pretty happy in the
pictures they took.

Because EFY sessions are only a week, often the end of the session
means the end of crushes like this since half the time you won’t work around each
other again during the summer. However, as Isabelle and the rest of her crew
were excited to discover, Logan and I
are working the same session this coming week. It’s a pretty small,
intimate session and I wish I could tell you exactly where it is because it’s
fan-freakin-tastic. (But hey, I do TRY to maintain my anonymity on this blog)

We are The Anti-Austens, a collective of feisty, young Latter-Day Saints endowed with old-fashioned sensibilities (acquired through our Mormon upbringing and extensive reading of Jane Austen novels) trudging our way through the modern dating scene.
Our blog was first created in 2010 and based in the Latter-Day Saint epicenter of marriage: Brigham Young University. Since its creation, the blog has seen many writers come and go, but those of us who remain continue vigilant in our quest for a gentleman happily blessed with our ideal qualities. For a few of us, that quest has led us away from our original hunting ground (BYU) on to hopefully greener--and considerably less overwhelmed--pastures.

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comments:

Anonymous
said...

As a fellow EFY counselor, small session and fan-freakin-tastic was all I needed to have a pretty good guess of where you're going next week. But as I don't really want to know who you are (and definitely don't want to give it away), I'll keep it to myself. :)